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Kennedy Grey
Kennedy
IC Information
Full Name: Kennedy Grey; Parker (Maiden Name)
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Tribe: Glass Walker
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115 lbs.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Nature: Bon Vivant
Demeanor: Masquerader
OOC Information
Theme Song: Deeper River - Dusted
Quote: To him that you tell your secret, you resign your liberty.
Status: Approved
Player: SammyJ.


PersonalityEdit

Kennedy is secretive by necessity. Sure that people wouldn’t understand if they knew everything about her, she’s learned to become selective about what information she volunteers. And she’s a bit of a master in the art of giving useless information. She’s also something of a free spirit, in that she lives by her gut, and not her mind. She believes in the wisdom of instincts. Maybe it’s her bloodline. She tends not to pick up on others’ feelings very easily, at least not until she’s been around them long enough, because she’s often too busy focusing inward. But she’s dedicated once she’s got her mind to do something, she’s just a little wishy-washy in getting to her decision. But once she’s got one, she’ll act on it. Once she knows what her goal is, she’ll run toward it. It’s difficult for her to make friends, always has been, but when people get in, they’re in for good. Trust is earned, not given, but once it’s there, someone would have to prove they were untrustworthy before they’d lose hers.

SheetEdit

AttributesEdit

Willpower 8, Numina: Soulstealing 3

Strength 2, Dexterity 3, Stamina 2

Charisma 2, Manipulation 3, Appearance 4

Perception 2, Intelligence 2, Wits 3

AbilitiesEdit

Talents
Athletics 2
Dodge 2
Integrity 3
Resistance 1
Subterfuge 2
Vigilance 2
Skills
Demolitions 1
Drive (Cars) 3
Melee (Knives) 1
Marksmanship (Pistols and Shotguns) 3
Martial Arts (Hard) 3
Research 1
Knowledges
Computer 2
Medicine 1
Politics 1
Specialties
  • Appearance specialty: Bold Demeanor

BackgroundsEdit

Years of working and saving, plus not having to pay for her own schooling or travel, plus a decent job at a good company. Plus Mommy and Daddy, who can’t help but wonder where they went wrong... and if money will fix it...
Kennedy is in possession of one Kevlar vest and one unit of police grade pepper spray. She considers them souvenirs from a past relationship.
Jeffery Fedorov, Shadow Lord Kin - Jeffery is slowly collecting Numina. He has mastered Soulstealing and is now working on Empathic Healing. Otherwise, he’s a middle aged man of wealth and breeding. He has higher Charisma and decent app. And he’s sort of in love with Kennedy. Or he thinks he is, which gives him the same problem. He left his wife when he came to see Kennedy at school, but left her after his wife started with the threats. He is both drawn to the Glass Walker and a little repulsed by his own feelings. So he’s come and he’s go.

Merits and FlawsEdit

Merits
When she puts her mind to something, it's there.
Kennedy's got no small amount of sass. And not afraid to show it.
This is something she exercises regularly, just too keep practiced, but she doesn't like too show it off. Call it an ace up her sleeve.
Nicholas Grey, her boss and Elder, has turned out to be quite the force of stubbornness for the kin.


Flaws
For Kennedy, this is her Soulstealing numina. For it is a bad thing mostly known to BSD kin...
Thanks to Kennedy’s special talent, she has experienced the nightmares of many, and really been a part of it, remembering what she’s experienced without that haze that comes with dreams.
Sonja Fedorov ~Your-Life-Is-Mine~, Fostern Ahroun of the Shadow Lords - Kennedy doesn’t know that Sonja carries ire for her, but alas! It is so. She blames Kennedy for her relationship with her husband falling to pieces (and the break up was quite loud and quite public), since the man has been... focused on the other girl since they met her when she was sixteen. And now, eight years later, she is holding tight to a very potent grudge. The woman scorned.
Kennedy has run into a few less-than-pleasant situations involved enclosed spaces that have left her... a little scarred. As much as she hates to admit it, there is now an underlying fear when she's in small spaces or anything that leaves her feeling like there is no way out on a physical level. At least she'll get a good workout using the stairs.

HistoryEdit

I was born and raised in Chicago. The Windy City. My parents are both professors at Northwestern; she, of psychology and he, of engineering. Rodney and Grace Parker. I’m an only child. Not that they didn’t try for more, but the doctors told them they were lucky to get one. Of course, the doctors didn’t know about the mojo of a passing Black Fury, but it’s probably better that way. You know, to avoid those doctors next prescriptions being for padded rooms. Anyway, so there I was, the only child of two kinfolk to the Glass Walkers. Two pretty well off and prestigious professors at a respectable school. Two loving individuals. Let me tell you, my childhood was mostly boring. I guess when your parents are aware of an invisible war raging, it makes them a little overprotective. And what do overprotective parents lead to? Rebellious kids!

I was about thirteen when I had my first cigarette. This is in direct correspondence to the year I found out about that war myself. I still think my mom didn’t want me to know, but my dad ‘knew it was time’, so I got sat down and told the most ridiculous story of my life. I didn’t know what they were trying to pull with that. Werewolves are real and we’re related to them and there’s an epic battle of good and evil going on everyday right under the noses of the entire world. And the various governments... knew nothing of it? Even with their satellites and their phone taps? I saw Enemy of the State, I know that shit is out there. They took my skepticism in stride and called up my Uncle Joey. Uncle Joey... is the scariest man I have ever met. He was never outright mean to me, but for whatever reason, I always expected him to be. So, I get the story about the werewolves, and my folks call over Uncle Joey. Uncle Joey, when they told him I wasn’t buying it... I mean, Jesus. The guy turned into a man wolf beast thing like something out of a bad horror movie. I freaked. And hid under my bed.

Anyway, so I handled this dramatic lifestyle shift by acting out as much as possible. I mentioned that I took up smoking. I got in trouble at school, my grades dropped, I picked fights, I was generally a little shit. But, I was just a dumb kid then, isn’t that when we’re supposed to make mistakes? So my parents did not know what to do with me. Which is saying something, since my mom taught psychology and all. But it wasn’t her fault. I had grown up with her psychological maneuvers, and I was just very resistant to change.

But things did change. I was about sixteen. These Shadow Lords came into town. A Garou and her kin hubby. She was... well, to be honest, she came off like a frigid bitch. Sonja 'Your-Life-Is-Mine' Fedorov. And her husband, Jeffery. Jeff was, I gather now, the PR of the two. He was personable. He was charming. He made people laugh and set them right at ease. The Fedorovs stayed at Twisted Iron for a long time. I remember the first time I saw him. He was just leaving the big meeting house we have outside of the city, where the Alpha lives, and me and my parents were just coming in. He winked at me, like he knew some secret. No. Like we shared a secret.

It was a couple months until I actually spoke to him. A couple months of seeing him in passing here and there, bumping into him, seeing him talking to other people... my dad didn’t seem to like him very much. My mom said she didn’t, when they talked about it, but I could tell she wasn’t so against him. Anyways, one day a bunch of us kids in the ‘family’ were out at the lake, just hanging out. He showed up there to ‘make sure we weren’t getting into trouble. Winkwink’. But he didn’t really chaperone. He came to talk to me. I was sixteen and an attractive, mysterious man that my dad didn’t like was talking to me, and just to me. I listened, let me tell you.

It was the first of many conversations. He started easy, talking about how he felt there were similarities between us. A connection. He understood me in all my teenaged angst and it felt really good, being understood. When he got more into it, about the spark he saw in me... I admit, I thought he was looking for a little Lolita action. But that wasn’t it. That was never it. I didn’t know Kin had any... powers. No one else ever mentioned it. But he showed me a whole new part of this world I was stuck in and suddenly... it didn’t seem so bad.

I became a productive member of society. The normal world and the one on the other side of the veil. I pulled my grades up. I got myself an afterschool job. I stopped fighting. Mom and Dad were so proud. They never knew that Jeff and I even knew each other. Jeff always was big on the secrecy. I was not to tell anyone what he was teaching me. About the Soulstealing. They wouldn’t understand, as they so often didn’t.

I practiced all the time. Mostly on my parents. Well, how often do you really see anyone outside your family sleeping? But let me tell you, it’s no fun knowing what they dream about. What they desire. What they fear. I found out things about them... they probably don’t want anyone to know. Luckily, my entire life is about keeping secrets. The Garou, the war, Jeff, my folks, the dreams... yeah. I can keep a secret. That’s probably from all that dirty Shadow Lord influence.

Jeff and I trained for a year. One year he and his wife were with us. I have no idea what they were doing in the sept, and I really don’t think anyone else knew, either. But it all came crashing down one day when there was a fire at the school and my folks ended up coming home early. Now this... never happens. They had never missed a class before unless severe illness was involved. I think I’d seen them miss a collective total of five days over my entire life. So they walk in and Jeff and I are in the house and I’m laying there on the couch trying to concentrate and he’s sort of hovering over me with his fingers touching my temples... There were clothes, but it looked pretty bad. I was still in highschool and everything. And well... what were we supposed to say? No, dad, this older man is not trying to get in my pants, he’s been teaching me how to piggyback in people’s dreams! Really!

So the Fedorovs left town and my parents became paranoid again. My mom cried a lot about her daughter’s ‘virtue’ being taken my a backstabbing Shadow Lord. I suppose I should have been offended on some level that it was so easy for them to believe I’d been sleeping with him. Hmm. I took every possible test from pregnancy to AIDS in those weeks that followed our discovery. I lived on the ‘buddy system’, when my parents couldn’t be with me, they found other people to babysit. I was taped into my room nights. Locks were put on my windows. My dad personally interviewed any male wanting to get within ten feet of me. That last year of high school was oppressive. And Jeff was long gone and didn’t even try to contact me. Which was probably for the best.

I was a good girl for that year and was rewarded with an out of state college. University of Colorado at Denver and never to return. I majored in Liberal Arts and took a tiny bit of gratification that my dad was paying all that money for a useless degree. It was my third year when Jeff showed up at my apartment door. My roommate answered it and the teasing about my ‘older man’ never really stopped. And again, it was easier to let them assume. His wife, this time, was nowhere to be found. He never explained and I never asked, but he did look sort of... off. Maybe they split up. Maybe she died. I have no idea. All I know is that year three? We took the training to the next level. That was one of the best years of my life.

But he disappeared again, just when I was starting my fourth year. Poof. Gone. No goodbye. Just one day he was there and the next day... he wasn’t. I was probably more depressed than I should have been. My roommates were really understanding about my ‘devastating breakup’. And it was a bit like a breakup, except that if a guy just left you without a word and you were in a relationship, that would make him a huge asshole. Hell, maybe he is a huge asshole, but... I don’t know. I never thought he was.

Eventually, I got through school. Three cheers. I took a year off and did some traveling. Europe, Western and Eastern. Mexico. A little Japan. I was in India when homesickness hit. For Colorado. And since I was sort of going where my whims led me, I came back to the States and actually got a job. My dad pointed me toward the Looking Glass, but I found Nick Grey and his company on my own. And since he likes to employ family, and since he was in dire need of an ‘executive assistant’, I got myself sort of a nice gig here. I even have an apartment. Maybe this is where I was homesick for.


Miscellaneous Edit

Other Equipment Edit

Over the years, Kennedy has picked up a few guns. She's got a Colt .45 (Ginger), a GLOCK 9mm (Mimi) and a Remington 11-87 (Prince Charming). From Nick, she's gotten The Duchess, a semi-automatic pistol and Ares, a fetish gun (see below). And they're all registered and licensed and all that good stuff.

Fetish: AresEdit

Ares (Level 2, Gnosis 6)
Crafted with care by Ishmael Chavez at Nick's request for his kin wife, Ares was painstakingly put together and beautifully constructed. This .454 casull revolver is bound with a Basalt spirit to stabilize the gun and make the recoil null. Based on a Taurus Raging Bull build, the gun is heavy and quite sturdy and packs an incredible punch.
Stats:
  • +1 die to hit (from Ishmael's masterwork)
  • 8L damage dice
  • Range: 35 yds
  • Rate of 2
  • Clip of 5
  • Concealable in jacket

PlaylistEdit

Kennedy Playlist (in part >.>)

Advancement Edit

What Type Who Approved by Finished Slot Status Explanation
Slot 1 Locked until 06-27-10


What Type Who Approved by Finished Slot Status Explanation
Slot 2 Willpower 9 from Allies Score: Jeff Luna 10/04/10 Locked Part of the Moar Badass quest. She has been using Nick's dark fate dreams as training grounds for this sort of thing, as well as her own experiences helping it along (body bags, kidnappings, torture, bullet wounds, etc), but she's gone to Jeff for more focused training for her stubbornness.


What Type Who Approved by Finished Slot Status Explanation
Slot 3


Advancement HistoryEdit

  • +teach Stamina 2 to Nicholas, 9/05/09
  • +learn Soulstealing 3 from Ally: Jeff Federov, 12/01/09
  • +teach Marksmanship 2 to David, 12/05/09
  • +learn Martial Arts 3 from Rommy, 12/17/09
  • +teach Willpower 7 to Nicholas, 2/25/10
  • +learn Linguistics 1: Mother's Tongue from Nicholas, 4/13/10
  • +learn Melee 1: Knives from Jason, 5/27/10

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